Years later
like old
shoes you
will never
wear again.
your covered
in secrets
and cobble
webs that
watercolor
your eyes in
only grey
and black.
and love
no longer
clings
to you,
you fear it
and like
a beaten
fish.
you catch it
and then
without
ceremony
throw
it back.
his arms
are still
all around
you his
mouth wanting
upon your
lips.
but he
is not
sorry,
he never
loved you.
he only
fantasized about
a moment
and then
the moment
set him
free.
but not
you.
never you,
and you
are left only
with the brief
taste of
love upon
your lips.